(Clearwisdom.net) My daughter took medicine every day since the day she was born. When she was three years old, her body was deformed. Her head was growing fast, but her body was not. She couldn't sit straight. We put pillows all around her just so she could lean against them.

We brought her to the best hospital in our city for an exam. The results were horrifying. She had heart irregularities and hydrocephalus, and was lacking zinc, iron, and magnesium. We also went to Tiantan Hospital in Beijing and another hospital. All the hospitals produced the same result. One of the doctors said, “The two most important body parts are the head and the heart. She has problems with both. She doesn't even have a ten percent chance.”

We went home feeling desperate. I couldn't sleep or eat, and was crying every day. My friends and family were all worried, but there was nothing they could do to help. A Falun Dafa practitioner suggested that I practice Falun Dafa. I heard about the wonders of Falun Dafa and was full of admiration. I began practicing. Every day, I read Zhuan Falun and did the exercises beside my daughter. My daughter was getting better and better. She could walk and learned to talk. All of her diseases disappeared. My family and friends were all surprised by the changes in her, and said, “Falun Dafa brought such a miracle!”

A little bit after we started practicing, one day, my daughter was coughing and had a high fever. She lost consciousness. My husband, who was not a practitioner, brought the village doctor in. He gave her some shots, but the drug did not go in at all. The more shots he gave, the worse her symptoms became. Later, fellow practitioners reminded me of a passage in Zhuan Falun:

“One of our students went to the hospital and had several syringe needles bend on him, and the last vial even squirted out, but the needle still couldn’t go in. Then he caught on, 'Wait, I’m a cultivator! I don’t want any more injections.'”

I suddenly understood that I shouldn't give the child any more shots, since we were cultivators. The next day, my brother asked me to visit my mother, who was ill. I brought my daughter along. Three or four family members tried to persuade me to give my daughter shots or injections, but I didn't budge. The third day, my daughter became much better. She and I were able to pass this test because we had strong faith in Dafa and Master.

After a bit, my daughter's nose started bleeding. She was bleeding a lot, but her complexion remained healthy. I asked her if she felt ill. She said, “Not at all. This is Master cleansing my body for me.” Then she vomited a lot of black blood clots. She said with tears in her eyes, “Master gave me my life.”

My daughter is now nine years old. She is very cute, smart, and active. Our whole family thanks compassionate Master from the bottom of our hearts.